Just came back from watching The Myth. Was rather good, but I'm not in the mood to write a review. Just wondering why most recent shows that I've seen are autoreflexive. Tolkien's works are copyrighted surely...
Bridge is a wonderful game to pass the time in school. Burnt away three hours playing, and finally headed to IMH. The visit wasn't that bad. I did rather enjoy the time with those people there. It really spoke to me about the things in life we take for granted - the ability to be considered normal was the most poignant. I guess we never really do treasure what we have. I simply cannot imagine myself staying in the same room, doing the same things day after day, yet enjoying it. The nurses told us that the patients really like it when they have visitors - they feel honoured to have people notice them and realise their existence.
And God speaks in the strangest ways. I almost teared there when He said, "I love My People - even them." And I guess what I felt next was all the emotions - the rejection mainly - that those patients felt. Abandoned by their own family for being different, it really does hurt. The thing that annoys me the most is that one week from now, I'll probably forget how that feels and continue living life the same way. Nothing seems to make a large enough impact these days. Sigh...
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
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